The Kiss of Judas

[Blackguard]

October 15th

 

"Peter asked me to speak with you," came the whisper in Latin. It was only in urgent need that someone approached the one dubbed Judas. Not only was it driven by secrecy, but the others feared the man's fanaticism and skill. The courtyard was abuzz with hundreds of persons going to and fro. Few would notice the exchange of two men among many.

 

A slip of paper was placed into the hand of the one with the intense and frightening gaze. "This one is said to have betrayed us," came the further voice of the one known as Mark.

 

There was no need for a reply. The slip disappeared into a sleeve. The dark figure separated himself from the other and went on his way towards the royal mews knowing that the name on that slip of paper was to receive the kiss of Judas.